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''One burly otter from the small otter crew steps forward. It is clear that the is serving as the temporary leader. The big otter, named Doran, steps forward.'' "I'll take ye up on that, mate."

Admiral Maynard raises his voice as he calls to the other beasts. "Lavender will probably be back from Salamandastron in just a few days' time. We need to ready everybeast for the upcoming battle."

Abbot Birne approaches the hare veteran with his paws clasped together. "What would you like me to do, Admiral?"

Horatio turns to face the abbot as he replies. "You've got an abbey to run. Leave the planning to us, Father Abbot."

Abbot Birne puts both paws in the sleeves of his habit and nods respectfully. "Thank you, Admiral. I have full confidence that I can trust you to devise a successful plan for defeating Drykol."

Horatio lowers his voice and speaks partially to himself, partially to Birne. "I surely hope so..."